Norwescon here I come! I can’t wait to be there again this year. Will you be there too? Come by and see me April 18th-21st at the FVP Books table on Writer’s Row. I’d love to chat with you and perhaps sign a book or two. See you there! –Sheri J Kennedy

And here’s a sneak peek at my Towel, Some of our great Book Bundle Deals, and the Wild and Crazy Authors I’ll share a table with:

While selling books with NIWA (Northwest Independent Writer’s Association) at the Tacoma Home and Garden Show this past weekend, we noticed that setting my friend KateMarie’s book next to mine gave each half a whole. Funny and a bit creepy to me. What do you think?

Thanks to everyone who stopped by to meet us and to those who bought books at the show. It was great to meet you!

I’m so excited to have a Featured Author interview on Northwest Independent Writers Association (NIWA) home page this month! You can check it out HERE or click on the photo below to read more. Scroll down to find the article. It was fun to do the interview. Have fun reading!

Author D. Wallace Peach issued a Speculative Fiction Writing Prompt challenge for the month of January. There’s still time to participate. Click HERE for more info. Here’s my efforts in response to the photo prompt. I guess it’s speculation on how another person feels and/or the entry to an afterlife…

He shifted between dream and waking, fist jammed against his mouth to ward off the ignominy of drool. The cold pool on his crumpled pillow slapped him conscious.

“Father?” a deep voice droned as the beige room boxed them in.

“Go away,” spit out in reaction, but he couldn’t be certain his voice spoke it. Crotchety throat failed to make his wishes known. Why did they persist in prodding him with questions? His lids squeezed tightly against the bothersome boy.

“Father?” a voice soft as a lily petal caressed him from slumber.

A loud snort startled him in reply, and his body was wracked with knives stabbed randomly through his chest, accompanied by a horrific symphony of cacophonous hacking. “Go away,” seeped from him in regret, but he knew his broken voice betrayed him. No message was passed to repel the sweet torture of her presence. Rheumy eyes dragged to open slits; agony slipped in, her image running out in a smear of tears. Histamine or history? Focus blurred to barrenness.

“Father?” a voice scratched through his cool bliss like a rusty saw. Teeth broken and missing. Gaping grin taunting.

He grasped for the open plain he’d slumped upon moments before. Wide, windy winter. White wilderness embracing his weary silence. Frozen wasteland, wondrous under a blue moon come to full. Retreat from their relentless pilgrimage of questions given no answer. He eased into oneness with the ageless ages. Fleeing into the wilds with a final rattling sigh.

Ah, such fun! I came across this on Myths of the Mirror and thought I’d try my hand at one. (BELOW) Here’s the scoop…

Every week, Chelsea Owens offers a prompt for her Terrible Poetry Contest. Horrible and Hilarious! Want to try your hand at some terrible poetry? It’s harder than it looks!

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From Chelsea:

1. The topic is ‘Twas the Night Before Christmas. This is my LEAST FAVORITE poem in the entire world – whenever it’s parodied. Therefore; I normally feel that every idiot who goes about with “‘Twas the night before Christmas” on his lips, should be boiled with his own pudding, and buried with a stake of holly through his heart; but this week you’re getting a pass. Strangely enough, I love the original. I have at least three favorite stanzas in there.

2. What’s the limit? For the love of my own sanity and yours, please keep it to eight or nine stanzas, maximum. That’s about the point of the original where we read I knew in a moment it must be St. Nick.

We’ve got a full on Board Game and Month Long points contest going on in the Snoqualmie Valley Region this year with chances to make points online and at events. In addition to individual gains, we’re divided into teams by genre. I declared Adventure for my Steam Era Time Travel ‘Miss LiV Adventures’ series book. Someone started a forum thread for colors and mascots. So Robin Hood is the Adventure mascot and I’m having fun with this snarky meme from a Shrek quiz:

In celebration of the release of my new Kennedy J. Quinn, Miss LiV Adventures series book, Memory Key, I’m offering my Sheri J. Kennedy, Reality with a Twist book, Feeling Human, at only 99 cents on Kindle for 48 hours, starting June 28th 12am PDT. Don’t miss this great price for my most popular novel! GET YOURS NOW!

Here are a few Reader Responses to Feeling Human:

“I’ve never read anything quite like this. You have a misunderstood youth, sure, but he’s very different from anyone else in the world or in literature… Engaging from the start, satisfying to the end.”

“I really lost myself in it. I liked the variety of characters and experiences…It felt real. A great job capturing a boy who was so hung up on his past he couldn’t move forward in life…both fun and heartwarming…very original and refreshing.”

“It was brilliant! Intriguing, unusual and yet so human and familiar.”

I can’t wait to share this book with you! After you read it, leave a review on Amazon, and let me know what you thought about it. I’d love any feedback you care to share. Thanks! -Sheri J. Kennedy